Let it be prophesized, niggaz’ll die because ya crew’s goon
Around the way niggaz get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
Niggaz is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now nigga truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter (hahahahah)
Niggaz dyin by my 30-yard, brains’ll splatter (yeeahhhhh)
Wonder why these niggaz cross me
I’m certified crazy, so sick the world made me (westsiiiiiideee)
Now diggy-die, everytime I ride it’s for reasons
Hard to kill a nigga cause I’m comin’ back like Jesus
Bow down to my ill nation runnin from drug cases
Lookin at my congregation so full of thug faces
Momma gave a nigga breath, a life of stress
I invest in a vest and makin’ niggaz watch they every step
Label me a threat
and I ain’t even got started with this shit yet
Thug style baby, hands on my pistol, listen I’m a ridah
Every nigga breathin’ pay attention to this (hahahha)
Bout to show you motherfuckers how it feel, to drop a body
The simple gun to my lifestyle, Killuminati

[Chorus]

[Kastro] Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
[2PAC] Hold it down
[Kastro] Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
[2PAC] Hold it down
[Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
[2PAC] Hold it down
[Kastro] Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
[2PAC] Hold it down
[Kastro] Killuminati and we got you, got you

[2PAC]

After the fire comes the rain (rain), after pleasure there’s pain (pain)
Even though we broke for the moment, we’ll be ballin again
Til I make it yo; my military be prepared for them bustaz
Similar to, bitches that scary, get too near me we rushin’
Visions of over-packed prisons, fiends and niggaz thug livin’
Pressures and three strikes, I hope they don’t test us
They pull the heater ammunition it cranks, ssshhh
Move without a sound, as we slide down, pistols in place
They got me fiendin’ for currency, the money be callin’
It’s like I’m – dreamin’, see in season me ballin’
Participated in felonious behavior
Cock the cocked fo’-five, snatchin niggaz pagers
Labeled a mark soon as we start, it was hard to quit
We started out drinkin 40’s, moved to harder shit
God damn now I’m a grown man, I follow no man
Nigga got my own plan, and it’s called Killuminati

[Chorus]

[Kastro] Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
Killuminati and we got you, got you
[2PAC] Killuminati, killuminati
[Kastro] Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
[2PAC] Hold it down
[Kastro] Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
[2PAC] Hold it down
[Kastro] Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
[2PAC] Hold it down
[Kastro] Killuminati and we got you, got you

[E.D.I. Mean]

Check,
I spend most of my time hastin niggaz wanna bake niggaz
because they hate a nigga, comin’ across fake niggaz
But we made niggaz, old school and I’m thinkin’
Why you singin i comes up fucked up as hell
drinkin outlawz can never be bullshitters we keep it ture as hell so none of y’all can deal with us
got me thinkin who still with us or who hate us it doesnt matter cuz put together none of y’all can take us
Y’all don’t understand, I kill for this nigga, peal for this nigga and when y’all dump i shield for this nigga
E.D.I. Mean, who lordy lordy
Kill ’em all for surely, ’96 Killuminati

[Kadafi]

They got me thinkin’ strugglin’ and hustling’s my only fate
Toppin’ grams on the kichen plate, tryin’ to keep that money straight
Times is rollin’ three up these streets sleep
But when I crack, hammer cocked back rapped in my sheets
My life’s been crossed, crooked since a seed it hurts (seed)
Got a package from the devil, payin’ my deeds (deeds)
Preocuppied by the greed (greed), in this crooked life I lead (lead)
More funds to spend, or bigger guns to squeeze
Me and my thugs clock G’s simpin naughty thangs
Real as these tatt’s on my body, and it’s Killuminati

[Chorus]

[Kastro] Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
[2PAC] Hold it down
[Kastro] Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
[2PAC] Hold it down
[Kastro] Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
[2PAC] Hold it down
[Kastro] Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
[2PAC] Hold it down
[Kastro] Killuminati and we got you, got you

[Outro – 2PAC]

(Makaveli the Don until I’m gone)
Makaveli up in this bitch, worldwide mash, Westside
The question when asked, do you know what time it is?
You know what type of shit we be
You want that hip-hop, nigga its that hiphop for real
It’s that hip-hop that sell 5 mill
Fuck with me nigga you get killed!
It don’t get no realer than real
What’s my motherfuckin name nigga?
Like my nigga Dog asks?
What’s my motherfuckin’ name, nigga?
What’s my mother-fuckin’ name?
Outlawz in this – BITCH
Death Row at his finest
Repeat! Death Row at it’s finest
Nigga, you know what time it is
(Makaveli the Don until I’m gone, I maintain)
Outlawz..
Makaveli, Kastro
(Makaveli the Don until I’m gone, I maintain)
E.D.I. Mean, Kadafi, Hussein, Napolean, Young Noble,
(Makaveli the Don until I’m gone, I maintain)
the whole clique, rough, rugged and raw
QD3 in this biatch, Tony Pizarro in this biatch
(Makaveli the Don until I’m gone, I maintain)
Tommy D Woodstock doin’ shit know what I mean?
(Makaveli the Don until I’m gone, I maintain)
Death Row (they can’t stop you)
Made niggaz, we got to get paid nigga
(Makaveli the Don until I’m gone, I maintain)
Made niggaz, we got to get paid nigga
I maintain
Made niggaz, we got to get paid nigga
Westside